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January 11, 2001
3:13 PM
Thinking of popsicles...

Thinking of popsicles and stuck fingermonkeys as phallic objects is almost as great as falling from a tree, clutching a banana leaf.

In other words....

I am debilitated and growing tired of this occupation. Picking watermelons for a living is not easy.

What have we then learned today?

Oranges are great. Too bad there are no clockwork lemons.